I had a weird streak today. I actually enjoyed doing maths, both maths and add maths. It's weird, coz I'm more of the 'word' kind of person. I love words, especially English words. They describe and make up my life. I seriously wouldn't mind living through words for my life. LOL! That's cool, I never actually thought of that. LOL!
Anyway, look. I just left the computer for a moment and I had inspiration of what I could write. Gah. I never have any inspiriting thoughts on the computer. Maybe coz when I'm actually seating here, my brain is on to the receive mode, like I absorb everything from the screen and not add things to it. Much??
LOL! I don't know.
ps. I am going to use a lot of LOL! . And I'm going to always type them in capital letters coz they are acronyms and that the way you're suppose to type it if you want it to be correct. :P
Ok, anyway, I actually do have a real diary -a real hold-able one and not a virtual one- and therefore, I am not going to pour all my thoughts here. Though as I can only come on once a week -especially now- I guess that I will probably write down whatever I want to write on here when I come on on pieces of paper and then transfer them here later.
Anyway, here's about the perfect life. The perfect life is actually (most of the time) just an appearance, which is why it 'doesn't exist'. Think about it. If you had everything you wanted, literally everything, wouldn't you get bored? You want an iPod Touch, poof! It appears. You want a BMW, poof! It appears. You want a cat, poof! It appears. You want you want you want...poof! poof! poof!
Imagine it again. Especially in sequence. When everything appears, you probably wouldn't want them anymore. Like Daughtry sings in 'Home': " Be careful what you wish for, 'cause you just might get it all. And then some you don't want."
The perfect life is actually boring, believe it or not.
I don't want an all-round perfect life, but I wouldn't mind working my way towards one. :)